– – –Having a dog with allergies has its moments . Especially when the mum is a ”real bitch” and requires the ”BEST FUCKING CARE AVAILABLE IN NORTHERN EUROPE ” ….

Well well , I decided it now it is so. It also means that Mr M and I have to go to another small neighboring country when we shall meet our specialist Susanne at Animal ER. She is awesome!

That means we have to go to our local vet and get deworming. Which creates total breakdown of Mr M. He hates it. He does not want to go there. He MUST sit in my lap. He is OUT of the place as soon as possible. If we need to take the weight; the scales diffs at 10 kilograms …

And then we shall go boating.

Sometimes small ferry. Sometimes large ferry.

And car. But Mr M loves to travel by car . With his super bed and fluffy pink blanket as he discovers Stockholm and the surroundings. Taking his morning walk in Stockholm and checking out the parks, dogs, buses and shops is just fun. He is on vacation 🙂

Getting confirmed pseudomonas in his allergy inflamed ears was less fun.

It is a bacteria that is resistant to antibiotics.

No welcomed guest. As mum to Mr. M , I get dismayed, since I am a bit, lets say easy, aspergersk about his care.

But it has probably been saving lives last month. Mr. M is now completely free of bacteria. And given Mr . Murphy , I can now test Mr. M for the bacteria my self 🙂 So it is GONE. To have a Dalmatian who lose 7 kilos in muscle in two weeks is less fun. And miss the entire hunting season.

But getting back Mr M makes all hunting in the world is useless.

All that matters is that Mr M ‘s fine. I want him to hate me if I go and hunt without him. He should tear Missoni pillows apart. He should eat poop in the forrest. He should dig up mega expensive magnolia trees in the garden. He should steal anything he wants. He should infuriate anyone who does not know what a Dalmatian is.